Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Hurry!

CAPTION: "So Keela, what's your plan?" "What is a PLAN Paul?" "Right answer!"

 

Remember the movie "The Graduate?" Dustin Hoffman is being told at a graduation party, "Plastics, that's where it's at. Get into plastics."

Well here is the next chapter in Happy Birthday Big Guy.

The Story Continues:

Sister Elizabeth disappears just as fast as she had arrived and Mike, through no effort of his own, finds himself dressed in a graduation uniform.

 

“Let’s see, does the tassel go on the left or the right!”

 

No sooner than he is used to the “cap and gown” he is once again in his underwear, grasping this scrolled document wrapped in a blue ribbon.

The closet continues to grow and mike notices it is filling up with clothes he would never have imagined to be part of his wardrobe. And as the closet expansion continues, a dull eerie mix of voices starts echoing off the walls. While not in unison, they are all repeating the same phrase, “over here, over here, over here, no, over here!”

 

Mike follows the call of the loudest, roughest, most strained voice. It is coming from a part of the closet housing racks and racks of military clothes. Without instruction he finds himself donning a flashy coat and a beret. Strangely the hair begins to disappear from around his ears. Medals appear out of nowhere pinning themselves to his dress uniform. This is feeling pretty good, but there is another voice now.

“Over here!”

Mike is back in his underwear, but not for long. Now the clothes racks are hosting loose, thin cotton garments, all in blue and white. He touches the loose pants and they just crawl up his legs and a thin band of cloth ties a cotton jacket in place. A small cap drops over his head, and a cloth mask slips over his face. He sees a distressed family in front of him, and then Mike turns from them to see the object of their pain.  It’s a man lying on a table barely breathing. Metal instruments appear in his hands. He finds himself moving delicately towards the patient. He is about to make an incision?  It happens again.  He is back in his skivvies hearing yet another voice.

 

“Over here! Over here!”

 

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